Ginny hummed happily to herself as she skipped down to the library. An advice columnist! Her! Of course, the majority of the submissions had been directed towards Draco, but that was surely because he had set such a negative tone to the readers- somehow, many females were attracted to this. Kudos to whoever could figure out why.
Sitting down at a table, Ginny pulled out her book bag and turned it upside down, letting all the letters pour down onto her lap. She sifted through the pile for a few moments until she found a letter addressed to her.
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The Hogwarts Advice Column
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Featured Columnist: Ginny Weasley
Education: Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Age: Sixteen
Idol: My dearest mother, who puts as much love into her cooking as she does into raising a family, which, as you can imagine, is highly beneficial to all of us.
Favourite Colour: Blue
Hobbies: Writing stories, going to Hogsmeade, reading daily writings on how to live your life
Comments:
Hello! I am here for you all, so please send in your questions and queries. I love giving advice!
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Dear Ginny,
I am in my third year of Hogwarts. Last year I had no freinds what so ever. However this year, I have made so many freinds, it's driving me insane! Everyone makes me their best freind and expects me to make them my best freind. To make everyone happy, I said that everyone was my best freind. Only now, everyone seems to be competing against each other to see who is the "Bestest Best Freind". They won't leave me alone! I find myself making up fake excuses when someone wants to play or do stuff because practically everyone wants to be with me and I don't want to seem rude. But it's stressing me out. What should I do?
Signed,
Torn Apart By Friends
Dear Torn Apart By Friends,
Oh wow! What a dilemma. Unfortunately, I am sorry to say that you have brought this mess upon yourself. It is now your responsibility to figure out what to do on your own. The advice I can give you however-
is to brush your teeth. I always find that the world looks a little brighter after getting rid of all that plaque. Think of it as brushing your cares away-
"Luna, I am NOT putting that in the advice column!" Ginny glared at her friend who had just seated herself and pulled the letter away to begin responding to it.
"But it works! Honest. Just add a little toothpaste and-"
"Luna." She fixed her eyes in a disapproving stare. Luna returned it.
"Well, did you actually have an answer to this problem?" Luna persisted.
"No, but-"
"Good. Now sign your name."
Have a wonderful day, and remember: "always look on the bright side of life!"
-Ginny Weasley
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"Ginny," her mother wrote, "I have heard of your newest responsibility as an advice columnist. I want you to know that your father and I are both extremely proud of you. It's not that we don't trust your good instinct, dear, but we'd feel a little more comfortable if our imput and family values were integrated into your advice. I've had Hermione send me some copies of a few letters you've received, and I have responded. Of course, feel free to expand on it as much as you wish. Oh, and Ginny darling, I know you probably don't approve of this, but Ron does. Don't you think you ought to please your brother once in a while?"
In other words, she would know if Ginny didn't use her advice, via Ron. Fantastic.
Dear Ginny,
I have a reputation for "playing" men and using them for sex. Recently I've met a man whom I want more than a good time with but he's frightened because of my rep. How do i make him see that I want more???
Lady Slytherin
Dear Lady Slytherin,
It's no surprise, don't all Slytherins tend to have that kind of reputation? But I guess, since you are writing to me, a supposedly low Gryffindor that you're not completely heartless. Okay, okay, all house prejudice aside-
I think what you really ought to do is knit him a nice sweater. Use his favourite colour, and you could even border the collar, hem and sleeves with nice little buttons. Wouldn't that be darling? Tell me if you need supplies.
Have a wonderful day, and remember: "turn that frown upside down!"
-Ginny Weasley
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Ginny collected her remaining letters to answer and stuffed everything in the bag. She was making her way out the library when she encountered none other than Pansy Parkinson, the so-called Lady Slytherin herself (coincidence that they shared the same reputation?).
"Oh," Pansy stopped, "hello," she said frostily.
"Greetings," said Ginny through gritted teeth.
Pansy raised an eyebrow at the girl and looked down her nose at her. "Rumour has it that you're taking up the advice column. Mind showing me the kind of feedback you've gotten?"
"Well, actually…" Ginny trailed off as Pansy made a grab for her bag.
"You know, I've always dreamt of being an advice columnist. I was wondering if you could… let me help you with a few of these letters?" Pansy sounded so honest and helpless that Ginny softened.
"Um…"
"Please, Ginny? I just broke up with my boyfriend and he broke my heart and I really need something to take my mind off it-"
"Oh, fine," Ginny snapped and let Pansy keep the few letters she'd grabbed from her bookbag. "Just owl them to me before you send them in to Dumbledore, alright?"
"Oh, I don't think that'll be necessary." Pansy turned around and hid a mischievious grin. "Have a great evening, Ginny, dear."
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Dear Ginny,
I want to know how you refrain from jumping Draco in the hallway??? :D
-meg
Dearest meg,
Oh it's so difficult to hide this inner passion I have for the Prince of Slytherin House. It's almost unbearable to hold all these emotions inside of me. I write secret poems to him every night. You know, I found this torn-up picture of him on the Quidditch field in December, and I've taped it together and put a water-repellant charm on it. Then I stuck it to the inside of my shower. It's an amazing experience. I suggest you try it.
Delightfully yours,
Giny Wesly
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"What?!!!" Ginny shrieked when a fuming Ron handed her this week's paper. She scanned the article one more time. "That skank Pansy! I never should've took all her "broken heart" business outside the library."
"Oh, so now I suppose we're to believe that you passed on your position to Pansy just for the heck of it," snapped Ron miserably.
"Ron, I didn't write this. That stupid Slytherin-" Ginny's sentence was abruptly cut off as someone took a hold of her sweater and spun her around.
"Weasley," said Draco Malfoy, a newspaper clutched in his hand, "we have to talk."
A/N: I know it's been a while… I got several offers to take up this story (actually I think the total count was about 15. Goodness!) but I decided to go along with this on my own. If you are still even reading this, let me know what you think. I've added a bit more plot, I hope D/G readers (as well as the other ships) could be interested in this fic. Thanks if you've stuck with me.
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